Wholeness remained elusive
while he ignored his holes;
now that they are invited to meet the sun,
what trickles through
christens him
enlightened.
Disillusionment wraps warped tentacles in flesh
and drags her to Marianas Trench.
She’s been chasing the pot of gold
at the end of sopping rainbows,
concluding that
Life just doesn’t want to be lived,
not the way it was drawn
in her limited edition compilation of Grimm’s tales.
Submerged,
not daring to breathe,
she finally sees the Light –
and He is beautiful,
tangible,
with eyes as blue as the seas
and smile as dazzling as the lightning
that shames the dark.
A love so purely crimson,
a strength so gorgeously verdant,
a mind so violet in its superiority
wraps her with a golden glow,
a sunset’s blush.
She sees that
chasing rainbows is but
clutching broken bits,
segments split into infinite bands of separate strands,
and is captured,
enamoured,
mystified,
entranced
by the wholeness,
the boundless energy and electricity
of
Full-Spectrum brilliance…